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"When Emperor Zhaoqing supported the emperor to the throne, he made him swear to heaven that he would always put the people first in everything he did while in power. Only then did he hand over all his power and retire to Puding Temple..."

When talking about the secrets from many years ago, Pei Zhanzhou spoke in great detail, saying that some of the inside stories might not even be known to those who experienced those events back then.

But considering the relationship between Pei Zhanzhou and the emperor, it is understandable that he could investigate so thoroughly.

But Jiang Wansang was very perceptive and she could sense that when Pei Zhanzhou mentioned Zhao Qing, he seemed to have some other emotions in his voice.

It seems that he does not hate all members of the Nansu royal family.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "According to the current situation, if we let Miss Zhao Qing do this kind of thing, will it bring her trouble?"

The emperor is suspicious by nature, and those old foxes in the imperial city who are good at guessing the emperor's mind have not dared to mention Zhao Qing *** casually over the years.

This is enough to show that the emperor is very concerned about the fact that "his throne was taken away by his eldest sister."

If Zhao Qing was allowed to get involved in Shengzhou's affairs, I'm afraid the emperor would think of something.

Pei Zhanzhou knew what she meant, his eyes dark and deep, "Do you know how many important officials in the court, and even the late emperor, evaluated Zhao Qing?"

Jiang Wansang was intrigued by his words.

Pei Zhanzhou said slowly, "They all say that with Miss Zhaoqing's talent, if she were a man, she would be the perfect choice to be the heir to the throne."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wansang understood what he meant.

Since Shen Qiuyun can compete to become the empress, the Kingdom of Nansu can naturally also produce an empress.

As for the current emperor's children, the crown prince is hypocritical, the third prince is a traitor, the seventh prince is selfish, and the rest are mediocre or helpless, while the princesses only know how to enjoy themselves by relying on their status.

The throne naturally belongs to the capable. Emperor Zhaoqing's ability was recognized by the late emperor and important officials in the court, so he was certainly worthy of this position.

Jiang Wansang understood Pei Zhanzhou's intention and was a little surprised. "I thought you were going to compete for that position."

He had a grudge against the entire Southern Su royal family. After bringing down the Su royal family, he should have ascended to the throne naturally.

Pei Zhanzhou didn't know what he was thinking about, his eyes darkened slightly, "That position is too dangerous, I'm not interested."

There was undisguised disdain in his calm tone, as if the position that everyone in the world was vying for was something disgusting in his eyes.

He knew only too well how seedy that place was.

No matter how deep the friendship is, once you sit in that position, you will not hesitate to stab the sword towards the person closest to you.

Even if that is the person I have ever owed the most, I swear that I will never betray or let down the person.

Ever since he learned that Jiang Wansang persuaded Shen Qiuyun to compete for the position of empress, he had the idea of ​​winning over Miss Zhaoqing.

Someone told him that Emperor Zhaoqing cared about the people of the world, and if he were a man, he would definitely become a wise ruler.

So when the Southern Su Kingdom and the Northern Sheng Kingdom formed a marriage alliance, someone volunteered to replace Zhao Qing...

Jiang Wansang clearly felt the sadness, sarcasm and gloomy desire to destroy something revealed in Pei Zhanzhou at that moment.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She had long guessed that Pei Zhanzhou had a story, but now it seemed that his story was not simple.

Pei Zhanzhou respected her wishes and never asked about her secrets. Jiang Wansang certainly would not ask about his either.

The two of them talked about this kind of thing that would make others nervous if it was mentioned, as if they were talking about the weather today, without any fear, and even their words were full of calculations for the throne.

It is not difficult to let Zhao Qing know about Shengzhou's affairs. After all, Puding Temple is not a heavily guarded temple, and it can be done by letting the secret guards pass on a message.

But Pei Zhanzhou still went there in person, and even called Jiang Wansang.

Puding Temple is just an ordinary temple outside the city with few pilgrims. However, in the past twenty years, more and more people have come here because of Emperor Zhaoqing's long-term residence here.

Jiang Wansang and Pei Zhanzhou changed into ordinary clothes, and even left Zheliu and Zhou Zhi behind, and followed the ordinary pilgrims into the temple.

The temple is very quiet, with the smoke of incense curling up, making people feel relaxed and comfortable as soon as they enter.

The temple prepares three incense sticks for each pilgrim free of charge, and many pilgrims offer them to the Buddha as soon as they receive them.

Jiang Wansang and Pei Zhanzhou looked at each other, put down the incense tacitly, and walked towards the backyard.

They have a sense of awe for gods and Buddhas, but they do not believe in them.

Over the years since the end of the world, Jiang Wansang has seen too many people praying to gods and Buddhas, asking God to open their eyes.

She had begged for mercy, but the zombies were still rampant, the apocalypse never ended, and she herself died in such a hopeless world.

Pei Zhanzhou also asked for it.

He prayed to God to save his parents, but the God did not hear his prayers and pushed him into another abyss in the cruelest way.

Compared to the front hall which is crowded with pilgrims, the backyard is much quieter, and most of the people coming and going are monks from the temple.

The two men's target was Zhao Qing ***. They had naturally investigated her location before coming and walked towards the yard with ease.

Although Empress Zhaoqing had handed over power to the emperor long ago and retired to this temple, she was praised by the late emperor as "the only choice for the throne", so of course she would not leave any backup plan for herself.

Jiang Wansang and Pei Zhanzhou had just come all the way here, and they had seen countless guards with extraordinary skills, both openly and secretly.

Would a person who truly gives up all ambitions, is willing to hand over power to others, and spends the rest of his life in seclusion, leave so many people for himself?

Jiang Wansang and Pei Zhanzhou looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

After dodging one guard after another, the two finally arrived at the meditation room where Master Zhaoqing was.

Only these two people have the skills to come here quietly.

In the Zen room, a woman was sitting cross-legged on a mat, chanting with her eyes closed while rolling the Buddhist beads in her hand.

The woman was wearing a plain dress with only a wooden hairpin on her head. Although her face was wrinkled, it was not difficult to tell how stunningly beautiful she was when she was young.

This is Zhaoqing Monastery, who has been practicing Buddhism with his hair uncut in Puding Temple for more than 20 years.

Perhaps because he has been chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha for many years, Zhao Qing ***'s face looks peaceful and serene, like a kind and loving elder.

Jiang Wansang looked at the people around him, wondering how he would tell Zhao Qing*** about Shengzhou's affairs, but saw that Pei Zhanzhou's eyes were fixed on the man chanting the scriptures, and he did not move for a long time.

There seemed to be some complexity and confusion in those eyes.

Did she know about those things that happened back then?

The next moment, Master Zhaoqing, who had been chanting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stopped turning the Buddhist beads.

The originally peaceful face suddenly became fierce, as if it had suddenly transformed from a compassionate god into a king who dominated all living things.

Although it only took a moment for him to regain his composure, Jiang Wansang still saw it.

She suddenly understood why so many people lamented, "It's a pity that Zhao Qing is not a man."